Hey, I’m 41 today. I can tell because I’m pretty sure I over-extended, strained, or twisted every muscle and joint in my whole body this morning just over the course of stumbling around trying to get ready for work. My warranty has clearly run out.
I don’t have any real plans for today since we’re both working, but we’ll probably go do something fun this weekend to commemorate the occasion – wander out to the coast, maybe get lunch at Rogue Brewery or something like that.
If for some weird reason you feel compelled to get me a birthday present, consider donating to a good cause. Here’s a list of them. If you happen to be Robert Mueller and you feel compelled to get me a birthday present, I’d be pretty happy with a Trump indictment followed by impeachment proceedings. Just sayin’.